An article describing the nostalgia for the deceased daughter, a sentence about missing the deceased

Daughter, I hope you are always happy.

Your figure flashes in my sleep every time, your smile is remembered in my heart, and your passing still makes me unable to let go.

Your misfortune is my misfortune, the bad news from your death, like a thunderbolt from the sky, like a knife piercing my heart, I keep praying to God for your safety, when your life is hanging by a thread, it is like a knife cutting off my flesh, the pain of torture is simply worse than a painful death, it is simply worse than death.

In the end, no matter what I do, I can't save your life. I think if I lived a few years less so that you could survive safely, I do. Even if I die in your place, I have no regrets.

Others think that God is ruthless, he will not favor anyone, and he will treat everyone fairly. But I don't think so, if I have done something wrong in my life, what punishment is there for me, why should I be involved in beating my daughter, she is still in the mood for love and has a great future. I have committed suicide several times, I don't know why, there is always a force to support me, looking back, silently thinking, yes, my daughter doesn't want me to die or live, not to mention that I still have a large family to support, I am the pillar of this family, so I began to stay away from this thought.

I work hard every day to support my family, because I can always see your smile when I work, and it is this mood that encourages me to have the courage to live.

Until now, I can't let go of your death, your death is my responsibility, I hope to pay it back in the next life. Daughter, my life is almost the same now, and I will be able to accompany you soon, at least you will not feel alone. I want you to spend your life peacefully in the next life, and this is my wish in this life, no, life after life.

Last year, the flowers were goodbye, and today the flowers have bloomed for a year.

Deciduous trees, cold lights and lonely nights.

Where is the hometown, forget unless you are drunk.

My daughter, in the morning of your life, how you need your father's warm caressing, holding your hand, bathing in the golden sunshine, running towards the magnificent ...... of the futureHowever, Dad was not able to do this, and he did not even give you the minimum alimony. My daughter, you hate Daddy! It was Daddy who silently left your watchful eye on the morning of your life.

At the moment, you are beside your mother. I know the candlelight on your birthday is still so bright. But I know there will be a loneliness and loss in your young heart.

Because Daddy wasn't there for you. The lit flickering candlelight should have reflected Dad's sad smiling face! 2. Give her daughter a lot of ** every day, she said over and over again in **

Dad, I miss you, I don't want to be in my hometown anymore, come and pick me up" I always feel uncomfortable for a while when I hear her immature voice.